Devil May Cry

Dimensions to your world and the next

Chapter 50

Warnings: Language and Violence

*Author's Note: Only like, thirteen more chapters to go.... how sad...... I don't think there's any more major stories she wrote that I could put up here..... I'm gonna miss you all when this is done, though, so don't worry about that ^^'

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The loud echoing steps of Orein made you tremble with fear. You leaned against the wall, holding your bleeding arm tightly as you slid to the floor. You held yourself, closing your eyes. Leave me alone, you thought, please go away. You wished this would be just a bad dream, that you could just wake up and all your fears would be wisked away. But this was reality, almost surreal. You called out to Dante in your mind. Would he hear you? Hope was fueling your voice.

You felt like crying right there. You were so fed up, from the running, the fighting and being treated like a significant object, you just wanted to go home once and for all. Loud footsteps were suddenly heard in the quiet building, and the sound of medal buckles clinking against each other. Objects were dropped on the floor suddenly and then the swipe of a blade. You didn't bother opening your eyes, you just couldn't.

"Get the hell away from her!" shouted a very angry voice.

Your eyes flew open, standing in the room was none other then Dante, his sword drawn. Two bags of what looked like to be groceries and possibly your breakfast had been dropped beside him. Relief attacked you, your heartbeat suddenly quickening more rapidly. Orein turned towards the white haired demon, his glowing red eyes narrowing.

"And who might you be? Ugh, you reek of humanity. You are half demon I see, what a disgrace."

"He is the son of Sparda, brother," Aeon informed.

Orein took a step forward. "A son of Sparda, and another traitor of our kind. He has been the demon set in your way, Aeoniom? He is the one you called me for?"

A sinister smile appeared on Aeon's lips, nodding. Gazing at the two demons with eyebrows furrowed with worry, you took a glance at Dante. Rage was evident on his face. All memories of last night flooded away and all you cared for now was him to hold you in his arms and flee you to safety. You closed your eyes, slidding down against the wall, now sitting on the hard wood floor. You brought your knees to your chest, the stinging pain in your arm never leaving you. Why must this happen to you, a person who has never done anything cruel in the world?

Dante held his hateful gaze towards the demon knight. How dare he break into his house and try to take away someone he cared for. An emotion of sadness and pain suddenly formed in his mind. His gaze shot towards you. He saw the pain and sadness in your face. Dante then stared in horror as he gazed at your bleeding arm. There was so much blood, your blood. His gaze was brought back towards Orein.

"I don't know who the fuck you are"--Dante lifted his sword towards him--"but you break into my house without a fucking invitation, bringing that that little prick with you..." He gazed at Aeon for a second before returning it back.

"Make fun of my heritage, and worst of all you caused the blood shed of the girl you seek." Dante's eyes narrowed dangerously. "There are worse things I can do to you besides kill you." Without warning, a bright light shot from Dante's body as he took Devil Trigger form. With lightening speed he shot towards Orein, attacking him with his sword.

Aeon shook his head at how naive Dante was. Orein was far much stronger then Dante will ever become. He took the opportunity to capture you while the two demons fought violently. You had not bothered opening you eyes to the sound of war the two had began to cause, but you could not keep your eyes closed once you heard footsteps approach you.

You looked up to watch as Aeon made his way to you. You slowly began backing away, depression clear on your face.

Aeon spread out his arms from his body.

"What?" he asked innocently. "You're not afraid of me are you?" He was mocking you, you could see it. "You mustn't be afraid." He kneeled in front of you, grazing the back of his hand on your cheek. "I'll take good care of you."

You shook with fear. How could you get away from him? You could not hoist yourself up, your arm would only slow you down. Again, you had to rely on Dante. You hated having to call for him everytime you were in trouble, but there was nothing much you could do. You would be in denial if you thought you could fight them off. These were demonic creatures you were dealing with, and you were only a lone human being. No, wait, you were not just any human being.

You contained mystical powers, the same powers that had brought you to this world in the first place. If only you had mastered them, if only...

"My dear," Aeon grabbed your chin, lifting your gaze towards his. "I could show you how to use your power, how to master it."

"Bullshit, you just want it for youself," you had finally spoke.

"What if I said that maybe I'll spare you? Maybe I would teach you how to use those powers so that we both could rule all dimensions? You by my side, the two of us will be invincible."

"I would have called you a liar, and I would never agree with it."

Suddenly, the body of Dante was thrown between you and Aeon, causing the separation of Aeon's touch. The force of Dante destroyed the wall he hit against, his body landing into the kitchen. You jumped to your feet, trying your best to ignore the throb of pain in your arm as you ran towards Dante. He had retreated back into his normal form, groaning as he tried to stand back up. You got to his side, trying to help him up, but you cried out as a stabbing of pain entered your body. You clenched your arm tighter. Dante sat up, looking concerned, forgeting that his body was aching. Immediatly, Dante ripped a peice from the table cloth that was now sprawled on the floor, the table also broken into many peices.

"Babe, let go of your arm," he told you, trying to calm you down.

Once you had obeyed, he tied the cloth around the gash, the fabric already becoming soaked with blood. Dante and you looked up at one another, the gaze held strong.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you, I always will," he whispered then got up.

"Foolish half breed, the end of you is near!" Orein shouted.

Orein's body was like a bullet as he charged towards Dante, his huge silver sword with the vines and thorns in hand.

Dante was not quick to reply and was thrown back once again, a long cut across his stomach. Dante once again stood up, a light surrounded his body again. He was trying to get back to Devil Trigger, but something was wrong.

Orein laughed. "It seems you have lost your devil energy, son of Sparda. What a shame that your life will end because of the human blood within your body."

Dante growled, charging towards him, and picking up his sword in the process. Instantly, he took a stab at Orein. The blade fazed through, but it didn't seem to cause any damage, because Orein began laughing. Dante retreated back, running from the demon knight and towards you. Immediatly, he picked you up with one arm as he ran for the living room.

"Where do you think you're going?" questioned Aeon. His arms were crossed over his chest as Armmedessons began dematerializing from floor.

"Shit," Dante cussed under his breath and set you down. "________, I want you to run the hell out of here, while I take care of these guys."

"But--"

"Go!" Dante shouted fiercely, indicating that this wasn't up to debate.

Immediatly, you ran for the door as Dante slashed against the demons whom were trying to get in your way. Once you had almost reached the big hole in the wall, in which the front doors had once resided in, Orein had appeared in your way. You skid to a halt, pevoting your foot to turn back, only having to bump into Aeon's chest. Dante pulled out Ebony as he stabbed against one of the Armmedesson, he aimed the pistol towards Aeon and pulled the trigger. Aeon dodged quickly, appearing behind you. You couldn't react in time. He had grabbed your waist, and placed his hand over your mouth as you writhed in his grip.

"Orein, take care of him," Aeon ordered.

His older brother obeyed and approached Dante with ease. He held out his left hand, the long thin sword that had been peirced into the wall immediatly flew back into his hand. Dante had killed off the last of the scrawny demons and brought his attention back towards Orein, his sword and gun at the ready. Your screams and shouts were muffled under Aeon's hand. You continued to struggle under his grip, but it was no use.

"You will see first hand the demise of your loved one," Aeon whispered into your ear, a smirk upon his lips.

Orein brought his sword towards Dante, whom immediatly blocked it, countering with a shot of his gun. The bullet peirced into the demon knight but caused no damage. Dante put away Ebony, knowing his pistol would not help him in this battle. Dante tried to take a stab at him, only to miss as Orein dodged to the side. Orein swiped at him, but Dante jumped up, flipped over the demon and landing right behind him. Dante took the opportunity and swiped Rebellion at him. Orein had turned around quite quickly and blocked the sword. He took his other and immediatly stabbed it into Dante's stomach. You cried out, watching in complete and utter horror. A smile was evident in Orein's eyes as he twisted the blade in Dante's body, the blood shed growing more. Suddenly, a maroon light had formed around Orein's sword. Dante cried out in agony, dropped Rebellion and gripping the blade trying to pull it out, but he was in too much pain as the demonic power shocked his entire body. Your muffled cries could not be heard from Dante's screams.

Finally, after hearing enough, Orein pulled out his sword roughly from Dante's body. Dante held onto his wound as he stumbled backwards and then collasped onto the cold ground. His head hit hard against some rubble. Blood was pouring from his lips and his stomach.

He wasn't breathing...Dante wasn't breathing! Tears formed in your eyes. He couldn't, he can't be dead, not now.

"Your body is shaking," Aeon said, his hold still firm. "I think it's time you fell into darkness."

Before able to question, you felt a hard blow against your head, your body going limp in Aeon's arms as your mind was flooded into the black abyss.

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*Author's Note: Wanna continue so bad...... maybe....maybe I will.....hmmm, up to chapter fifty-five, maybe? I don't know, we'll have to see...